Today I felt like starting
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
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the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
the site i am dreaming
was it worth it
no longer writing in the third person
you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.autonomy of learning
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I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
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Lift Analysis
we can only engage in such a way
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
whats your name?
hello reader,
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.